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He was never a normal child. He enjoyed things that were strange and quite offsetting to older people. He liked things which unsettled others. Pek was born in Sabuisi. It is a fairly large town, generally full of those who have a fondness for the dwarves and elves. Trading had been established with them before Pek's grandmother had been a teenager. It was and still is a community where folk enjoy their lives farming. The dwarves are the blacksmiths, the elves the educators. And everyone generally lives in peace. Pek's habit of making people uncomfortable came from this. While he never wishes harm on anyone directly, he understood the value o

A young man of mysterious heritage. His messy black hair was accompanied by the sound of bells tied into it. His gentle green eyes almost seemed naive, but allowed him an odd sense of adulthood. On his sides, he wore the swords of the only people he had ever called family. His demeanor seemed to be that of a nervous young man, wary to the ways of those around him, but conflicted with the same passion to learn.